Our Writers’ Testimonies

Although I grew up in a Christ-focused home and attended church multiple times a week it was in High School that I made my faith my own. My youth group leader took me out for coffee and intentionally developed a friendship…

I was born into a Christian home with believing parents and grandparents. My daddy was a pastor when I was born and has served the Lord with his vocation in one capacity or other all his life. My granddaddy was…

Writing my testimony is not easy, there are parts of my life that I’m ashamed of and there are parts that I can’t remember. I didn’t grow up in a Christian home with Christian parents in fact it was my…

My fear was that once I crossed the threshold of a church building, lightning would strike me dead. My sins were far too much, far too many for all of that “church business.” While this wasn’t exactly the answer I…

The Testimony… not a sermon but a story. My very own story. Through well executed pain, the Lord saved my soul. I’m not using the pain anymore… so I’ll share it with you. Guard your heart above all else, for…

I wholeheartedly consider myself as being a Christian all of my life; having grown up in a Christian household and in a very strong church that taught me so much. It wasn’t, however, until 2013 that the depth of my…

When I was two, my grandparents acquired full parental custody of me. They embodied the command of Christ to “care for the orphans” and raised me in the faith of Christianity. I was exposed to different denominations, different forms of…

Immersed in Christian culture is a way I would describe my life. My amazing, yet sometimes crazy family (which includes 2 loving parents and 3 younger siblings) was in church every time the doors were opened throughout my childhood. I…

I’m a southern girl from Tuscaloosa Alabama that has always known that the Lord had big plans for her. I grew up dancing & pouring myself into my studies. I’m a former pageant girl with five younger sisters, an Auburn…

It was after we washed the dishes from dinner that I sat with my eleven-year-old daughter on our swings in our backyard. Something about lingering in the evening with family brings peace to the soul. “Mom, come and sit on…

I can remember sitting in our screened in porch of our three- bedroom ranch about 7 years ago. I was staring at my Bible, questioning, for the first time, was this whole Christian/Bible thing really working for me. Sure, I…